× Kamui (Gintama) | Independent | Semi-Selective |
× Experience: 8 years total, 3 on Tumblr
× Capabilities: One-liner, multi-para
× Multi-Ship, AU-friendly, Crossover-friendly
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× Kamui (Gintama) | Independent | Semi-Selective |
× Experience: 8 years total, 3 on Tumblr
× Capabilities: One-liner, multi-para
× Multi-Ship, AU-friendly, Crossover-friendly
[ ASK | RULES | CREDIT ]
once there was an agreement to meet up and continue where they left off, takasugi took this opportunity to return back to the party festivals. the food and activities kept him occupied for however long he needed until things toned down. a lot of people around him kept staring at him, unlike earlier where they probably thought he was probably some party crasher. it obviously had something to do with his small talk with atobe or it might have been the kiss. he did feel a bit out of place showing up to a fancy schmancy party, but takasugi ended up glaring at everyone either way and they scattered.
it definitely took a while for things to slow down. takasugi would have thought about taking his leave by now if he didn’t have a mission to accomplish. also the battery on his mobile didn’t look completely dead. eventually, a crowd decreased, so he paced over to the gate where atobe had asked him to rendezvous.
Atobe grinned as he watched Takasugi’s small frame approach the fence, that usual lackadaisical expression displayed. Atobe just could not wait to wipe it off of Takasugi’s face via the pleasure he would soon experience.
“Hey, you came. Frankly I was sort of expecting you not to show...” Atobe mused, slowly stepping closer right into Takasugi’s personal space. He brushed a hand through dark hair, pleasantly satin-like in texture.
“Hope you’re not too tired to present me with the rest of my gift...”
But Atobe didn’t wait for an acknowledgement to continue. Instead, he pressed his lips up against Takasugi’s, a hand falling on his waist to gently push him back into the garden fence.
Send 📖 for my muse to read out an entry in their journal/diary!
Specify if you want them to read out one of a certain subject!
Concern Meme
‘I’ve not seen you eat a vegetable in a week. How about I make you a proper dinner?’
‘That does not look like a flesh wound, dude.’
'Do you actually ever leave your office and sleep?’
'Sleeping on your desk totally doesn’t count.’
'I’ve seen healthier looking corpses. You should head to bed.’
'Keep hydrated! I’m concerned about you in that heat!’
'Have you practised any self-care today?’
'Do you want me to run a warm bath for you? We can use your favourite bubble bar.’
'I’ll hold your hair. Just take deep breaths.’
'I know there was a story about a girl who lived on nothing but pizza, but I really don’t think you’ll manage to do the same!’
'You look terrible. I mean, you look beautiful as ever, but also super sick.’
'Please go and rest? I’m so worried about you!’
'You need to sit for a while. Please? You’re always on your feet.’
'All this stress isn’t good for you.’
'Would you like a back-rub?’
'C'mon, look at me! Don’t close your eyes, okay?’
'Wake up! Come on, please! Come back to me!’
'You’re having a nightmare! It’s not real, I’m here!’
'What do you normally do to help your anxiety? We can do that.’
'Would you like me to sit with you while you go through this?’
'Are you okay for me to touch you? You can nod or shake your head.’
'Breathe, that’s it. Nice and steady.’
'I’m right here, I promise. I’m not going anywhere.’
'You can cry if you need to, it’s alright. No one would think badly of you.’
'Do you want a hug?’
'I’ll stay right with you until you fall asleep.’
'You went really dizzy there for a second. Can you hear me now?’
'I’ve got you. I won’t let anything happen to you. Just stay with me, please…’
'Where does it hurt? Can you show me?’
'I have a first aid kit, I can fix you up.'
AU: Human Experimentation
Muse A is the head doctor of a radical Nazi research facility. They are doing extensive research on the human form, what it can stand, and what it cannot stand, both physically and mentally. They truly believe that they are doing this for the good of their country. Muse B is a specimen for a human experimentation project which requires multiple check-ups on the patients mental well-being. This experiment can be plotted out beforehand by the roleplayers. Along with constant surveillance which Muse A monitors, once a week Muse A visits Muse B in their room and talks with them about how they are feeling.
Anyone fancy a game on a timber court?
oh god royal aus
“your country’s trying to take over/annex my country and you’re making it difficult to hate you because you’re so nice and attractive stop it” au
“we’ve been engaged to be married since we were three but this is the first time we’ve met and your portraits really don’t do you justice” au
“i’m a prince/ss and you’re a servant and we’re not supposed to hang out but we’re gonna fall in love anyways” au
“i’m a prince/ss and you’re my bodyguard and we’re so not supposed to bang but we kind of did anyways” au (bonus: limo sex is great sex)
princess diaries style “i grew up not knowing i was royal and suddenly my royal grandparent showed up out of nowhere and told me i was so now i guess i’m the heir to the throne and you’re my crush from my pre-royal days but i still have a crush on you” au
alternately, “i grew up not knowing i was royal and now i guess i’m heir to a throne and you’re the guy who’s supposed to be teaching me how to be royal bc i suck at it and oops we made out” au
“i’m a prince/ss from a small country nobody’s heard of and i’m in college pretending not to be royal and you’re another student who’s always calling me out on my bs” au
“my country’s going through some issues so i’m here in hiding and you’re a civilian who lives in the same apartment complex as me” au
plots i’d kill for
s o u l m a t e s
REINCARNATION
bonnie and clyde au
natural born killers au
‘you were overseas with my brother/sister/boyfriend and i lowkey resent you because you came back and they didn’t’ au
‘you’re a vampire and i look exactly like the lover you sired centuries ago but had to kill why the fuck are you staring at me like that should i be scared i’m scared ’ au
‘i came to your house party but it was lame and you were super rude to little drunk me so i stole your cat/dog cOME GET IT NOW PLS’ au
Update...
//Okay so I updated my Rules page and my Tags page. I removed the tags on that list of individual blogs and all the specific tags I had for different Tenipuri characters because frankly I am too lazy to keep that properly updated. I do not put the brackets around URLS so everyone can search their URL on my blog normally if need be...
Serve/Volley!
After the departure of Hyoutei University’s tennis coach, the school began a search for a suitable replacement. The captain of the boy’s tennis team, Atobe Keigo, had the privileged opportunity to weigh in on the candidates. In the end, the selection was of a woman who was his junior, as well as a freshman applicant to Hyoutei. This was a completely unprecedented choice, but her record had been the most outstanding in leading a nationally ranked team while still in high school. Atobe recognized the name, Aida. With her prior success. Atobe would give her the benefit of the doubt despite her age.
The team’s first meeting with their new student-coach was at their first official fall practice. Before she addressed herself to the team, Atobe approached her, offering a handshake.
“Welcome, It’s a pleasure to have you, Aida-san. Your record is very impressive for someone so young.” he said with a warm smile. She was short, but had a strong presence in the room. Atobe hoped she would be a good fit for their team.
Plot 74 : Luck Runs Out
Muse A and Muse B have fifty dollars left to their names. Rent is due tomorrow and their landlord has long grown tired of accepting payments weeks after they are due, or in bits and pieces. They are given an ultimatum. Make the full payment tomorrow or be evicted. The pair run through the gamut of possible options to put together the necessary cash. In a final moment of desperation they go to the casino and bet their last fifty dollars on a single hand of blackjack. Fortune smiles down upon them and they begin to win, hand and hand again. Muse A tries their best to convince Muse B to quit while they are ahead, but the pure luck and complementary drinks has Muse B outright refusing. Instead of the underdog takes the house success story they had been hoping for, after a few lucky hands of blackjack, the muses fall victim to overconfidence and lose it all.
Desperate once more, they wander the casino floor and end up watching a high stakes poker game from the sidelines. One man in particular has cleaned out the other players at the table and makes his way to cash out. Muse B only has to shoot a fleeting glance at Muse A, and Muse A knows exactly what they are thinking - follow the man out of the casino, and rob him before he gets into his car. Muse A would normally protest anything illegal, but at this point they are on board. The plan goes off without a hitch. The man forks over nearly twenty thousand dollars cash, warning the pair that he will find them no matter what, recover the money and kill them both. High on adrenaline, Muse A and Muse B write off his promise as any empty threat and head out for a few drinks across town to celebrate. In the bar they overhear a conversation taking place about a man who had just been robbed at the casino for twenty grand. Only then do they discover that it wasn’t just some out of town, middle aged businessman they stole from, but a powerful underboss in the local mob.
Admission to Your Party
❝ Pack all your morals up with your finest gown, because your real life is never coming back.. ❞ - Admission to Your Party ; Smallpools
Muse A is a multi-millionaire with a giant mansion in which they through huge, exclusive and luxurious parties. Everyone hears about the parties, but even journalists reporting can only get long-distance photographs, since security is tight and attendees don’t say much about what goes on at the parties, only vague statements about how it was fun and how Muse A always throws such great parties. Muse B somehow gets invited to one of these parties, or ends up sneaking in, just to see what goes on. They’re dazzled by the lights, the music, the expensive and exotic food and drink. Everyone is dressed to the nines and having a wonderful time, until Muse A stands to start a toast, announcing that the event everyone came for was about to begin. Everyone is whispering excitedly, and Muse B knows this is the secret they’ve been dying to find out.
Little do they know how the terrifying reason Muse A hosts these parties.
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// I've like needed to make a promo for two years
It's hot out, send in a symbol on how our muses beat the heat
🍦: our muses go the nearest ice cream parlor
🍧: our muses make shaved ice (whether they have syrup is optional)
🍨: our muses raid the freezer for whatever tub of ice cream there is
🌊: our muses take a trip to the beach
🎦: our muses go to an air-conditioned theater
🏊: our muses go swimming at the lake
👙: our muses go the pool
🌳: our muses look for some shade
🍹: our muses make smoothies
🍃: our muses wait for a good breeze
Roger Federer in Halle, Germany at Gerry Weber Open.
//Ughhhh I just come back and Tumblr being uncooperative af